To wield it means ease and delight
To not means sadness and restlessness
A formidable possession
A priceless aggression
Take it as it comes
For it comes and goes freely
Written in the sand
Taken away by the waves
It can be temporary
It can be eternal
To lose it would be abysmal
Like a beach pebble
Abundant in amount
But quantity is frugal
Quality is fundamental
A mere seaside rock
Secretly a geode
Inspect every stone
For some, present themselves as a geode
When they are hollow
No one would be the wiser
My take on love is a pessimistic one, I am aware. However, given my experiences I think it is a fair opinion to have.
Thank you for reading.
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